<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537135" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Old Memory</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O THOUGHT, fly to her when the end of day<br>Awakens an old memory, and say,<br>'Your strength, that is so lofty and fierce and kind,<br>It might call up a new age, calling to mind<br>The queens that were imagined long ago,<br>Is but half yours: he kneaded in the dough<br>Through the long years of youth, and who would have thought<br>It all, and more than it all, would come to naught,<br>And that dear words meant nothing?' But enough,<br>For when we have blamed the wind we can blame love;<br>Or, if there needs be more, be nothing said<br>That would be harsh for children that have strayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537135" data-title="Old Memory de William Butler Yeats" data-description="O THOUGHT, fly to her when the end of day Awakens an old memory, and say, 'Your strength, that is so lofty and fierce and kind, It might call up a new age, calling to mind The queens that were imagined long ago, Is but half yours: he kneaded in th..."></div> </div> </div>

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